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"...Wouldn't that be even more dangerous for you?" Cal asked cautiously. "I feel like that would just... you know... what if you got captured? If your projection is destroyed, you'll just be a stone..."

Wishkeeper was gone and not speaking, though Owen gave Brisa a curious look. "...Dating... advice?" he asked before taking his first bite. Light and fluffy, practically like a very soft and delicate sponge cake than anything. The frosting was just as light, almost like solidified whipped cream...

"Oh, of course," Zekrom said, and she seemed to form what looked like a knife out of electricity with one of her claws. Then, with a startling CRACK, there were four of them surrounding one side of the cake. They sliced through the center, creating eight even wedges, and two more thunderclaps...

Cal frowned. "You think that'll be okay?" she asked. "Joule's there, but I always felt like Maple was the big one for easy travel across the places... But maybe it's okay..." Cal glanced off. "Dad's--I mean, Owen's been kinda... on-edge lately ever since the whole moon thing, so I feel like he's...

"Bahamut is such an interesting Pokemon," Zekrom said. "I can sense that he's done terrible things in the world he's from in the name of a greater good... but he is also practical. And, at least here on Cibus, he is certainly on our side. It's a but of a... ahem, gray area, but thankfully he is...

Cal wished she could be so confident and faithful, but she came from someone who didn't even think the Legends were real. "Yeah," she relented, looking away. "I guess that's the best we can hope for, huh?"

Cal nodded hesitantly, though she still wasn't sure. Something was still bothering her. "Dad used to have other memories and stuff, you know. He's old. He's been through so many... things. His old selves are just... memories. People he thinks back to, not reminisces as. A-am... am I just going...

For just an instant, Owen's flame crackled, the first sign that something actually bothered him. Brisa had hit her mark. "We have to keep it together," Owen said. "That's... what we told ourselves when we were deciding who should know and who shouldn't. And maybe we were too cautious in the...

"Maybe..." Cal looked down, flicking her tail. She took a few more bites in silence as the food bits drifted toward and disappeared into her Core. "...Do you think we're still gonna be normal when we hatch for real? Or do you think we'll just wake up one day and think everything we are right...

"Nah, bought it at some other universe, configured it to use my voice and likeness since he was a fan of that, I guess." Soda scratched his ear, trying to take his mind off things with a casual tone as usual. But talking about Flesh seemed to ease his nerves. "Guy was wandering alone like a lot...

"Anything interesting," Cal replied, leaning back. "I don't even know what to do with myself half the time. Sometimes I wonder if I should hide in someone's bag for a day or something and just eavesdrop, but Owen says that probably breaks a law or two or something."

"Hmph. At least she has some sense," Wishkeeper commented, glaring at Owen. "Why won't you ever say the same?" "...Brisa's right. What just happened was... basically the reason behind why we didn't go out of our way to tell everyone right away. It could have blown up all at once..." "Have some...

Cal did mind, but she'd also asked first, and it would be rude not to return the favor. She pulled from her bag a simple meal that Owen had cooked for her. She didn't eat, she only had a vague sense of what it meant to taste things, and she didn't really know if it actually provided energy for...

"Owen, hm?" Puff asked. "He does seem to hang around you a lot. Maybe he'll have some insight about the team, too. Though, I'm not so sure that you've gone along with it so much as... Well. I think playing the devil doesn't fit the bill otherwise."

"Sure." The two Charizard sat across from one another, both of the same species in so many ways, and yet they still felt different. Cal wasn't sure what to make of that. "What memories did you wind up inheriting?" Cal asked, rummaging through a bag she'd bought some time ago to hold her stuff...

"Just going for a walk to take my mind off things," Cal said, bringing her arms behind her head. She folded her wings down. "I kinda like the vibe of this place. Not as sterile as the rest of Destiny Village, y'know? I feel like I can actually have something like fun here."

"Perhaps so," Puff said. "It seems that there is some discourse between Team Spectrum after all."

Puff's ear flicked, like he'd heard something odd. "The devil who keeps them grounded?"

"Absolutely necessary, huh?" Puff asked. "Guess that's why you left the fighting to the others so you can keep them safe. For someone bent on power and destruction, you really do seem to have defense in mind."

Raven wasn't the only one around familiar with the recent mission's disastrous end. Yet another Charizard wraith wandered the streets, ignoring the curious stares and followers until she spotted Raven, tilting her head. Well, at least she'd returned... "Hey," Cal said, waving. "Didn't think I'd...